Lyrics

For Christmas I'll give you a string of garlic to protect you when you're out in public
And as an added bonus, I'll burn my guitar and throw your name up by a star
Tell me what sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Kathleen

Was it your irish blood that always made you out for trouble
And I loved it when I made you see double
I loved you, ____ was always yelling faster
_______ for the Gods at the border
Tell me what sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Kathleen

America has no place for what's in your eyes
This year they're only recruiting snitches and spies
And patriots with glasses of milk, bottles and guns
Who say love it or leave it, so you leave them to their glorious fun
You leave them to their mountains and deserts and terrifying laws
To their hate and confusion and all their setting suns
But you left me without saying, "what have I done?"
But ooh, I know what I've done
What sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Tell me what sets you free
Kathleen